Even though the five-year-old child's 'crime tool' was still unusable and didn't have a 'combat' function, Spark still couldn't take it lying down when he felt like his flower had been dirtied.
"Calm down…Spark, calm down. I'm about to touch it. The edge of the bitterness is really about to touch my throat…! Your pants were taken off by Sasuke, I just followed closely…I just took a glance…"
F * ck! This b * stard said the word 'careful'. He definitely said it just now!？
It would have been better if Naruto did not explain. After he did, he immediately felt the cold touch of metal on his neck.
"No, no, no…I admit, I admit that I watched it too, but I really didn't touch it. It was Sasuke who did it. You have to believe me, I have no interest in touching your filthy thing.”
Although he was a little unhappy that his second life was called dirty, after thinking about it carefully, Naruto's words made sense. He loved Erzhu so much, so he should not be interested in his handsome, humorous, sunny…(omitted ten thousand words) male 'forte.'
In view of the fact that Naruto was unlikely to have any evil thoughts about his 'perfect' body, Spark eventually decided to take Kuna a little further away.
"Tell me, what did you do when I was unconscious?”
"I didn't do anything…Eh! Blood! I'm bleeding. I'll talk, I'll talk, I'll talk…"
After drawing a small wound on Naruto's neck, Spark learned the details of his coma.
In the end, his 'strong points' were only scrutinized by Er Zhu Zi for a long time. Although this was still a little unacceptable, it was at least ten thousand times better than a certain flower being seriously injured.
If it wasn't for the fact that they hadn't done anything too overboard, Naruto and Erzhu would have been stabbed to death by Spark the next time the three of them met. Who wouldn't do something like taking revenge on society? Exchanging the life of a passerby for the lives of two chosen ones was a bloody profit!
Bastard, why don't you think about who was the one who stretched out when you were self-inflicted? Now that Erzhu was around, the person who made the move started to act arrogantly. Instead of kicking Erzhu, the perpetrator, he kicked me, the victim…What a dog!
After understanding the details of the matter, Spark didn't want to argue with Naruto, who was protecting the second pillar to the point of having a brain attack, so he slammed the door and walked out.
After Spark left, Naruto sat back on the cushion with a pout, his fingers drawing circles on the ground.
"What? You can't even bear to tell me where you're going…"
Spark was annoyed, and Naruto was not any better.
Putting aside the fact that he occasionally needed to provide orange fabric to satisfy someone's perverted male interest, just the fact that Xinghuo liked the new and disliked the old was enough to annoy him, and he even posted it yesterday. They were so close that they wanted to commit a serious crime like rape.
Although Sasuke explained that Spark was only inadvertently aroused by her lust, and she forgave Spark because she saw the real thing, but the crime of attempted rape could not be avoided.
"He's getting more and more perverted…Spark the Scum.”
Naruto felt helpless about Spark's abnormal behavior. She hugged her knees and sat on the cushion angrily. She decided that she would not give Spark a good look before he realized his mistake.
However, her decision did not seem to last long…
"Why isn't he back yet? You're so lazy, why are you hanging out for so long today? The ramen are going to get cold again…"
"Ah, the sky is completely dark…The weather is very cold at night. Is it okay to wear only a few clothes and wander outside? Should I go out and look for…No, no, I'm not the one in the wrong…"
"It's only three in the morning. Let's wait a little longer. What if I go out now and Spark comes back and finds that I'm not here?”
"An alarm clock? Is it…morning already…? No, I should eat early…Why, why isn't he back yet? It's so dark, it's so dark here…Spark…"
The orange-haired young girl, who was illuminated by the sunlight outside the window, cried out in the darkness in a baby-like voice in the bright cheap rental house.
…………
Time returned to the afternoon not long after Spark left.
There were many things that people would not have the motivation to do when they had no goal or were stimulated.
For example, training. Spark, who was stimulated by Naruto's Trash Chicken Clone Technique and then harmed by Sasuke, now wanted to stay away from those two damn gays and work hard to become a useless ninja.
As for why Spark's target was so useless, it was because he knew he didn't have a bloodline.
Putting aside whether he could become a Jounin or not, even if he did become a Jounin, he would still be useless. At most, he would only be a high-level cannon fodder.
As for imitating the most commonly used method of transmigrators,'training physical skills with more perseverance than Xiao Li', this method of not becoming high-level cannon fodder...
Hehehe ~!
What could a person with such perseverance not achieve? Why did he have to transmigrate to become a ninja? Why couldn't he just be a winner in life on Planet Blue? Why did he keep saying that he was just an ordinary person before transmigrating? He hated this kind of modest lie like those top students who said,'I never read books at home'. Go to hell.
Spark felt that he did not have more perseverance than the top students who stayed up late to read books. His goal was to become a ninja, and then use his passive skill of Chakra to fly over roofs and walls to change his class to become an excellent…fireman or postman!
Humph, humph, humph, other than me, who else would want to be targeted by those hooligans with powerful backgrounds like you?'This is the woman I like' or 'Those who submit to me will prosper and those who resist me will die'. Just wait and be jealous of my leisurely life, humph, hahaha…!
Therefore, Spark, who was smiling like a retard, started a training that wasn't too hard in order to be able to laze around in the future.
The training content was very rustic. It was nothing more than running, climbing trees, kicking and hitting the air.
Although he didn't have the amazing perseverance of a humble transmigrator who could accomplish anything, he could still do it if he only trained himself to the extent of muscle strain. After all, this wasn't difficult. At least it was much easier than standing in a boring military posture during military training.
In less than half an hour, Spark's muscles were so sore that he couldn't exert any strength. Although he wanted to rest immediately, he knew that he couldn't rest immediately after strenuous exercise. Therefore, he walked slowly to ease the high blood circulation and heart rate.
However, this was the first time in five years that he had started to train his body with a three-minute fever. He saw a psychopath who gave him a headache jumping out from behind a tree.
"Young man! I see that your looks are not bad. You will definitely become a great person in the future. The potential of a beast disciple. Do you want to cultivate with me for the sake of youth?”
"…I'm sorry, I still have something to do, I'll go first…Waaah!”
"Yes, yes. If you don't leave, I'll take it that you agree to become my disciple. Wahhh…I didn't expect you to be willing to become my disciple without even thinking about it.”
"No, don't talk nonsense there-! You thick-browed watermelon skin with forgiving colors, let go quickly. Don't hug my feet and not let me go. You're forcing me to buy and sell! I don't want to be your…Hey!! Don't use my pants to wipe your tears and snot at the same time!!”
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